the predatory wasp of the palisades

geez i haven't been able to post for three days i've been so busy! what an intense week. it was bad and good.
the big news on wednesday was that we bought out tickets to the BAHAMAS!!! hahahah! i feel so bad for spending so much of my parents' money but i'm picking up more hours at the lab and have a pay-back schedule. the big drama was that justin booked my plane ticket to nassau in MY MOM'S NAME! i pretty much blew my stack. i had to cancel that ticket and buy a NEW one. goddamnit. i won't dwell on this event now, since it all got worked out, but i'll tell you what, i was PISSED. my pissiness has subsided, mostly because poor justin cant leave his room he's so sick, he'll puke everywhere.
so we're going to nassau for seven days. now it's all anyone can talk about - it's really only a month away. we're staying in some shitty hotel but it's on the beach, and has two pools, so wtf?
then thursday (yesterday) was weird, we had forte's class where we talked about the NY 1851 crystal palace and the 'handiwork' movement in america, as well as how emerson/thoreau/pugin/aj downing all relate to each other in their notions of individualism and consumerism as essentially similar and natural affects of the american ideology. i feel like we've been talking about 1850s NY for five weeks now, but this particular class was actually very interesting. we saw some slides of 1860s NY 'county houses' and a henry cole painting where he painted one of these weekend houses as a 'frontier home,' made of logs and inhabited by a lumberjack and his wife/kids.
i went to cross county, though the walk was so cold, because i had to change my PIN number for my bank of america account. luckily that was easy and the guy was very nice. i bought a pair of new leggings for the ski trip and a pair of flipflops for the spring break trip. geez i sound like a real jet setter here.
then last night was great - jarett's play 'the big funk,' opened, and let me tell you, it was FANTASTIC. if i wasnt going away this afternoon i'd see it again. i'd also encourage all people to read the play. i HATE theatre - and this thing really resonated with me. i think it's because it's similar in many ways to don delillo's white noise, in the sense that the focus of much of the dialogue is indirectly the state of our society in america and the deep fear of dying that many americans have. that sounds heavy, but it was also HILARIOUS. there were only four characters, jarett, starsha, owen, and a girl i didn't know. i guess the play is referred to as 'surrealist,' in the sense that some crazy shit happens - this girl gets slathered in vaseline and then gets bathed on stage, owen had to be completely naked for his last scene, etc.etc., but really it's sort of poetic realism. but the last scene was intense. they're all eating dinner and owen leaves, and then he comes back NAKED. i mean i was prepared for this - ive heard him talking a lot about whether he should try to uh, 'enhance' his performance before walking out onstage, but man, nothing can compare to seeing the real thing just inches away from the front row's face. mind you, the play was in downstage, so there aren't set seats, it's just a little black box with folding chairs. so i felt okay about seeing this guy naked, no big deal, but it was when he put his robes ON that i felt super embarassed - something about seeing him right AFTERwards was the most nervewracking part. mostly because he takes a china teacup and is supposed to be drinking from it, and his hands were shaking so hard it sounded like an alarm bell. oh god i couldnt even watch when this was happening. but it was really a fantastic play, and for someone like me to say that, i mean it really has to be amazing. plus, jarett is seriously a comedic/thearical genius. i have no doubt hes going to go very far with this. he had everyone in the audience hanging on his every facial expression. i felt very proud of him..
so then we headed out to the malthouse, it being thursday night, and tipped back a few long island iced teas. and a beer. played some darts - im actually pretty damn good at darts! the great thing about the bar last night was apparently they recently got busted for serving underage kids - so last night there were NO asshole freshman filling up the place. we could even sit down. it was great. i talked to this norweigan girl again, and we did a SKOAL. it was like being back in DK. so funny.
this morning i woke up so painfully - i had only gotten to bed at about four. now here i am in the lab - waiting until two when someone is going to come and take my last two hours so i can go get ready for the ski trip, for which we leave at four. im pretty excited about it - were staying at this civil war-era bed and breakfast and skiing saturday and sunday from 9-4. granted, i was nervous cuz both jiddy AND katie cancelled on me, but at the orientation meeting i met a few really cool people and me and this girl estelle agreed to room together - she seems so awesome. im excited. also, mom told me that upstate NY just got like 100 inches of snow, so maybe its heading for the catskills? im pretty foggy on NY geography to be honest. but i can hope. right now theres a 23' base - hah, imagine just a month ago i was skiing in four feet of powder! ah, like i care. i grew up skiing the anthills of the east and for that i am grateful. as i told the group at the meeting, if you grew up skiing on ice (in the east), you've got one thing going for you: you're not afraid of anything. you just go with it. of course there are a bunch of westerners on the trip who were getting their panties in a twist over the lack of base. dorks.
im panicking, because im nowhere near done with our pondfield model. but fuck it. im a second term senior. everyones just gonna have to deal with possibly not having a fly through. IM GOING SKIING